Okay,
let's begin Day #8 of the POP CULTURE
ADDICT'S ADVENT CALENDAR with a confession.
Today
is my workplace anniversary.
It
was twelve years ago today that I began my job at my current workplace. Well, okay, technically it's been almost a
year in my current area. I've been
bounced around so many times, I feel like those metal balls that you bounce
around a pinball machine not knowing whether I'll find myself scoring huge
points or going in a direction that leads to the dreaded TILT message.
But
I've been with the company for twelve years.
And while there are some things that I wish could have gone differently,
it has been a good run. I mean, it is a
job with full time hours and benefits - something that doesn't exist for a lot
of people this day and age. So, in a
way, I'm very fortunate to have that.
It's
funny that I started off as a Christmas temp hire, and I've stayed for twelve
years. I guess some things you don't
necessarily plan for in life. And while
I do believe that everything happens for a reason, I sometimes wonder what that
reason is. Often.
Again,
for the most part, things have been fine there. But because I was hired during the Christmas season, it does lead
up to the second part of the "SCROOGED" series - that's where I take
one thing about the holidays that I don't particularly like and rant about it.
In
this case, the rant I have is about the endless loop of Christmas carols that
play over and over and over again.
Now,
when I say Christmas carols, I actually don't mind the traditional ones. I can listen to almost any version of
"Silent Night" or "Holy Night" without feeling the urge to
snap candy canes in two. I can listen
to Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer without wanting to toss a Christmas tree into
a wood chipper. Hell, I could even
listen Band-Aid's "Do They Know It's Christmas" without wanting to
set fire to an entire gingerbread village.
It's
when they decide to make modernized versions of these Christmas carols in all
their auto-tuned glory that makes me want to spew vomit all over everything
green and red in the world. I mean, I
realize that every single singer in the world feels the need to release a
holiday album. But just because they
can doesn't mean that they should.
I really don't care about Britney Spears wanting a man dressed in a big red bow
underneath her Christmas tree. I don't
want to know what Destiny's Child wants for their 8 days of Christmas or
however many days they feel Christmas should last. And if I hear Mariah Carey's "All I Want For Christmas Is
You" one more bloody time, I'm going to tape her mouth shut.
ALL
RIGHT, WHERE'S MY DUCK TAPE?!?
Look,
in all seriousness, I never used to hate Christmas music this much...but when
you hear the same songs in a continuous loop for eight hours a day, it makes me
grateful that I can put my iPod in at my lunch break and crank up some Billy
Joel tunes that have absolutely nothing to do with Christmas. That gives me joy - and sanity - during the
holidays.
But
then again...if Billy Joel were to have some Christmas music out, it might sway
me to the positive point of view once more.
I
guess like almost everything Christmas related, it's better served in small
doses. Christmas carols, cookies, egg
nog, and yes, even gifts.
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